His Housewife Had Secret Identities novel Chapter 76

Jonathan had already hauled all the groceries she'd bought out of the trunk.

"Let me do it," Niamh said, stepping up beside him and reaching for the bags.

For the three years they'd been married, she'd always done the shopping herself—no matter how much she bought, she carried it all on her own.

Jonathan glanced at her but ignored the offer.

They walked side by side into the manor. Out in the garden, Clifford was watering the vegetables he'd planted.

When Clifford saw Jonathan and Niamh coming together—Jonathan even carrying the groceries for her—a pleased smile spread across his face.

Niamh greeted Clifford cheerfully, and when she caught the look on his face, she instantly understood why Jonathan was suddenly acting so considerate.

It was all a show for his grandfather's benefit.

The two of them sat with Clifford for a while, chatting about this and that, before Niamh excused herself to head into the kitchen.

There was a lot to prepare for the birthday feast—so many dishes, so many courses—but with the household staff and chef here to lend a hand, it was actually easier than when she cooked alone at home.

Of course, that place wasn't really her home anymore.

While Niamh kept busy in the kitchen, Jonathan stayed with Clifford, playing chess.

"That's more like it," Clifford said, nodding toward the kitchen. "You treat Nia well, Jonathan. Girls as good as her are hard to find these days."

Jonathan let his grandfather win a piece and replied mildly, "Mm."

Niamh worked in the kitchen until nearly ten at night, finally finishing all the preparations for tomorrow's party.

When she stepped out, she was surprised to find Clifford still awake, playing chess with Jonathan.

"Grandpa, did you take your medicine?" Niamh reminded him gently.

The nurse standing nearby looked troubled.

One glance told Niamh everything—Clifford had refused his pills again.

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